The gray sword danced in the wind, carrying the form of a demon over the courtyard.

Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng were stunned, and they continued to use flames to resist the menacing sword shadow.

As soon as they saw it, they already understood that Tong Xiaofeng was not as weak as they imagined.

As soon as the Shadow Sword Technique came out, the endless sword shadow dragged its long tail to block them, and Tong Xiaofeng's figure became more and more blurred. The gray Yuan Force obscured their vision.

Of course, Tong Xiaofeng was not comfortable, the Yuan Force of the two was already stronger than him, and the flame continued to incinerate his gray Yuan Power.

In order to be able to fight quickly, Tong Xiaofeng also directly used the three thousand shadows regardless of the consumption of Yuan Force, and the two black shadows slowly broke away from him and hid behind the gray Yuan Force.

Finally, Tong Xiaofeng stopped moving, the long sword in his hand stopped waving, and the gray yuan force gradually disappeared. Just when Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng were surprised, they found that two black shadows rushed out from behind the gray Yuan Li

The black shadow was in the form of a human, extremely fast, and held a gray long sword similar to Tong Xiaofeng in his hand.

The two of them quickly lifted their Yuan Force, and the flames burned their entire bodies, and the crimson flames left them with only a vague shadow.

However, this did not completely stop the momentum of the black shadow, and the two gray long swords quickly rushed into the flames, stabbing directly at the two vague figures.

The flames burned the gray Yuan Li, and the long sword pierced into the skin of the two men. When the dark shadow dissipated, the flames had also been extinguished, and two angry expressions and dripping blood appeared.

Tong Xiaofeng shook his head after taking a look, although the long sword successfully stabbed the two of them, it was not a fatal injury, whether it was Yuan Luo or Yuan Heng, they were standing spiritedly, except for the angry expression on their faces and the bright red wound, they were no different from before.

"You are so tenacious, you can die like this to suffer less sin. ”

It was still a cold tone, as if he was announcing the fate of two deaths.

"Boy, you're very good, don't want to die easily if you mess with us. ”

Although they said this, their hearts were full of fear, and they still couldn't see Tong Xiaofeng's true cultivation. I even began to wonder if I was really going to die here.

When they thought so, they discovered something. The long sword in Tong Xiaofeng's hand collapsed, and the gray yuan force that wrapped him disappeared.

The Yuan Force was exhausted, and the remaining Yuan Force was no longer enough for Tong Xiaofeng to continue to perform the Shadow Transformation Sword Technique.

Suddenly, the fear in their hearts disappeared, replaced by ecstatic and cruel smiles.

"What, it turned out to be a bluff, pretending to be quite similar. Didn't you fight fiercely just now, go on. ”

The laughter gradually rose, and the two forgot the pain of the wound for a while.

There is one thing Tong Xiaofeng has long understood, the supernatural is not only arrogant, but also stupid.

Luo Yuanjin's body was instantly blessed on his body, and with a force of his right foot, his figure had already flown out several meters.

Just as the two of them reacted, a golden fist had already hit Yuan Heng's lower abdomen, and the figure quickly flew upside down, while Tong Xiaofeng turned his target to Yuan Luo.

This time, however, it was clearly not as effective as before, as a fist wrapped in flames had already met it.

The two fists collided, the sparks splashed, and the flames in his hands instantly dimmed a lot, feeling the sharp pain from his right fist, Yuan Luo took six or seven steps back before stopping the momentum.

Although his cultivation is backward, Tong Xiaofeng is a physical cultivator after all, and he naturally has the upper hand in the fist with Yuan Luo, and with the protection of Luo Yuan's golden body, the flame cannot cause substantial damage to him at all.

Underestimating the opponent one after another, this is a fatal mistake made by Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng. Yuan Luo looked behind him, and Yuan Heng slowly got up from the ground, his left hand tightly covering his lower abdomen, and his expression looked painful.

Tong Xiaofeng's previous punch was very tricky, specifically aimed at the location of Yuan Heng's wound, and now it seems that the effect is obviously not ordinary. A large amount of blood flowed out as the wound expanded, and the pain made Yuan Heng become a little crazy, and his eyes stared at Tong Xiaofeng fiercely.

"Don't underestimate him, two people go up together, hurry up and solve it. ”

Yuan Luo knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, Tong Xiaofeng was too weird, aside from the cultivation of the two exercises, even the real cultivation was a mystery until now. If it continues to drag on, there may be even more variables.

Yuan Heng also deeply agreed with Yuan Luo's decision, because he had already suffered a loss, and the wound in his lower abdomen was a lesson in blood.

I saw that the two quickly stood side by side, and the Yuan Force on their bodies began to become tyrannical. Tong Xiaofeng has seen such a scene, and Shao Qingfeng's two subordinates have used similar Yuan techniques. The power of two people at the same time seems to be several times greater than that of ordinary meta-techniques.

The temperature of the air became scorching, and a red glow illuminated the entire compound.

The two men were wrapped in raging flames, and the fire rushed into the air, slowly condensing.

There was a human voice in the distance, it seemed that someone had been alarmed by the movement here, Tong Xiaofeng knew that time was running out, and escape and battle were only a thought.

In the end, Tong Xiaofeng did not choose to withdraw his footsteps, the demon's anger was not extinguished, how could he retreat.

He fixed his gaze on the air, where the flames coalesced into a divine dragon, roaring and churning as if it were about to break through its confines and destroy everything.

Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng's faces were full of pride and cruelty.

As the representative of the Changyang Society, they did not rely on Yuan Li, but on this hole card.

They believed that no matter how strong Tong Xiaofeng was, he would be powerless in the face of this burning fire dragon.

The surrounding grass and trees began to wilt, and the night wind came with a scorching air current, Tong Xiaofeng looked at the fire dragon thoughtfully.

It didn't take long for the Yuan technique to take shape, and the fire dragon completely broke free from the shackles. It swooped down from mid-air, slamming straight into Tong Xiaofeng, the blazing heat baked the earth, and as it approached, the grass and trees were also ignited, and the dew of the night turned into white mist and floated into the sky.

Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng exhausted their Yuan Li and sat on the ground, but the smile on their faces did not diminish, they liked to see the fear and despair of others before they died.

But they were doomed to be disappointed, there was no fear or despair, Tong Xiaofeng's eyes seemed to be unable to see this fire dragon, there was no joy or sorrow, and there were no waves.

All this fell into the eyes of the two of them a little incredible, and they even felt that Tong Xiaofeng was scared stupid.

But in the next second, it was them who were scared stupid.

Tong Xiaofeng's right hand swiped lightly in the direction where the fire dragon was flying, and a mirror of his size appeared out of thin air.

The fire dragon hit the mirror, which should have been an obvious result, but there was a strange scene.

The roaring dragon is in close contact with the mirror, the mirror is not broken, and the dragon is no longer visible on the reverse side of the mirror. In this way, little by little from beginning to end, it was swallowed up by the mirror.

At the moment when the fire dragon disappeared, Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng's hearts collapsed, and the invincible Yuan Technique lost its brilliance in the hands of a young man.

The sky-high flames were gone, and darkness once again shrouded the compound, bringing despair to Yuan Luo and Yuan Heng.

They hadn't felt cold for a long time, but now the whole world seemed to be frozen.

Maybe they wanted to try to beg for mercy, but Tong Xiaofeng didn't have time to listen, so he quickly approached, and without waiting for the two to speak, he directly slammed the head that grabbed them to the ground.

A small crack appeared in the ground, devouring the souls of both of them like an entrance to hell.

Tong Xiaofeng sighed, his anger had subsided, the coldness in his eyes had receded, listening to the voices of people in the distance getting closer and closer, he no longer hesitated, a mirror appeared, and quickly disappeared in place as he stepped in.

By the time the people entered the compound, the demons had gone, leaving only a mess created by the fire dragon and two lifeless bodies.